The Great Talisman

The master is not terrible, but don't want to be a master without a bottom line, it is quite terrible.

A dignified look was revealed in Yang Sanyang's eyes. He looked at Kun Peng who bowed down and knelt on the ground. Suddenly, he screamed in his heart, and a wave of guard was suddenly rolled up in his heart.

Kunpeng is a friend, looking at this momentum, it is really bad!

When a master can give up all the bottom line belonging to the master, then what else can he not do?

A touch of caution appeared in Yang Sanyang's eyes. He lowered his head and looked at his forehead touching the ground. The humble and extremely humble Kunpeng, a murderous intent began to grow in his heart.

"Oh?" Taiyi looked at Kunpeng with faint eyes: "You also know that the magic of the beckoning banner is that the emperor now wants to include all the bloodlines of all the nations under the world into the beckoning banner. However, the great wasteland is in all directions. The master is also a headache for me. I am afraid that an accident may cause everyone's fear and backlash. I want to do it, but I can't find a reason for a long time."

"This matter, your majesty might as well give it to the minister, and the minister is willing to commit crimes and do meritorious service!" Kunpeng said respectfully: "The minister is willing to take the blame for your majesty, and give your majesty a logical excuse to attack."

"Oh? What are your clever plans?" Taiyi was curious when he heard the words.

Kunpeng raised his head and glanced at Yang Sanyang with a dilemma: "This matter is still somewhat related to the barbarians, but I don't know if the teacher can allow the barbarians to make a fuss."

Tai looked at Yang Sanyang sideways, with a questioning look in his eyes.

Yang Sanyang slowly grasped the palm of his sleeve. When a leader asked you if it was OK, what could you do?

"Have you brought the fire back so soon? Kunpeng deserves to be Kunpeng!" Yang Sanyang's thoughts turned.

"But I don't know if the teacher is willing?" Kunpeng asked again.

"I would like to teach the demon master's great skills," Yang Sanyang said unhurriedly: "If the demon master is reasonable, there is a truth to it."

Kunpeng nodded when he heard the words: "The mage has noble justice, for my heavenly palace, it really can be described as exhausting."

"Your Majesty, it is not difficult to attack the barbarians! As long as your majesty pardons the barbarians aggressively and infinitely raises the status of the barbarians, you can attract the attention of hundreds of clans. When the time comes, the ministers will provoke a little, and the hundreds will inevitably attack the barbarians. At that time, Your Majesty has an excuse, but can't he use his means?" Kun Peng smiled flatteringly.

"boom!"

When the words fell, Tai Yi shot the case suddenly, and a touch of anger appeared in his eyes: "Kun Peng, what bad idea do you have? Are you trying to provoke the relationship between me and the teacher? If you think like this, it would be too superficial. The entanglement between me and my teacher is definitely beyond your imagination."

"Kunpeng, don't show off your scheming and force me to kill you!" There was murderous intent in one eye, and a touch of awe-inspiring slowly rose, as if it were torrential rains, and continued to wreak havoc, solidifying the entire time and space.

But Kunpeng, like an ant, was tottering in the storm.

"Your Majesty don't want to be angry, what the demon master said is reasonable. This matter is the best way to resolve the great famine dispute, so let the demon master take care of it!" Yang Sanyang said, breaking the stagnation in the atmosphere.

"Dao Guo, I now dominate the world, why should I be so..."

"Your Majesty!" Yang Sanyang interrupted Taiyi's words, looked at each other, and shook his head: "Leave it to the demon master."

Hearing this, Tai Yi nodded, "Kunpeng, then you can do it."

"Follow your majesty's oral instruction!" Kun Peng respectfully saluted, and then quickly retreated. The catastrophe was already over.

"The world is unified, just find a suitable cause, the deity can take the opportunity to attack, why sacrifice your barbarian interests?" Tai Yi looked at Yang Sanyang.

"Kunpeng thought, but it has fulfilled my mind!" Yang Sanyang looked at Taiyi and bowed in a salute: "The foundation of the barbarians is clearly understood in his heart. If you want to rise by the barbarians alone, I am afraid that you are giving them billions of years. It is also a waste of time. I would like to ask your Majesty to help me!"

"Don't do that, if there is anything you need to do, just tell me, I will never refuse!" Taiyi lifted Yang Sanyang up, a touch of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

"Your Majesty needs to pardon the barbarians on a grand scale, grant them various privileges, and pull the barbarians from the lowest level to a position equal to that of the hundreds!" Yang Sanyang said.

"This matter is not difficult, just by virtue of the barbarians' qualifications, even if it divides its billions of mountains and rivers, it is only cheaper than the elves and ghosts in the mountains!" Tai Yi shook his head.

"Your Majesty, you still need to issue an edict to continuously oppress the territory and vitality of the dragon, phoenix and unicorn tribe, and force them into desperation!" Yang Sanyang said.

"Why is this? Do you want me to take the opportunity to attack and destroy the three clans?" Taiyi wondered: "But, what does this have to do with the prosperity of the barbarians? Even if the aura rises, it is not the aura of your barbarians."

"Your Majesty does not know. If you force the three clans to the extreme, the three clans will have nowhere to go. At that time, the countless barbarians, dragons, phoenix tribes, and Kirin tribes will return to the human race, borrowing the human body and resources, and change their faces. Rise again!" Yang Sanyang is confident: "As long as the mixed bloodlines return, my barbaric bloodline can be improved from generation to generation, and the rise is expected at that time."

What he had to do was to force the countless mixed races of the three races to desperately hopelessly return to the barbarians when there was no room for survival.

It's not fake to be reborn by the blood of the barbarian, but generations pass by, and the calamity will be used in the future to consume the generation of hybrids. Where do you still remember your origin?

Over time, who will recognize the ancestor?

"Those mixed races who come back may not be able to look down upon those of their own kind, and there must be oppression at that time!" Tai Yi did some meditation and pointed out the key issue.

"Your Majesty wants to go wrong, the dragon, phoenix and unicorn tribe can see the potential of the barbarians, don't the other races of the Great Desolate Hundreds can not see it? Don't want to divide the barbarians?" Yang Sanyang looked at Taiyi: "The Great Desolation has been reshuffled and the pattern has been redefined , It will be difficult to change in the future. Materials, spiritual things, and sites are all limited. As time accumulates, there will be a day of stretch. By that time, the uncultivated sites of the barbarians will be the fat in the eyes of the hundreds."

The only way for the Hundreds to borrow the resources of the barbarians is to use their blood.

Of course, we must also guard against the few second stupefies who are not afraid of death, and directly looted them.

"You can't hide the news of the demon banner. Although you are ordered to be included in the starry sky, you can't be in the lower realm, but there is always a way to pass the news!" Taiyi said suddenly.

"So what?" Yang Sanyang coldly said: "The Zhoutian Star Fighting Array is in hand. Even though the gods are dissatisfied in their hearts, they can only pretend to be deaf and dumb. They have personally experienced the power of the Heavenly Star Fighting Array, and naturally know that The horror of the star battle array."

Taiyi heard the words silently: "No matter what, it's better to prepare early."

"I want to return to the barbarian to stare at first. For the rest, your Majesty only needs to do it step by step!" Yang Sanyang said.

"The amnesty edict will arrive soon! I will amend the order, and the Baihe clan will withdraw from the barbaric territory, and the barbarians will have no guardians in the future. There will be no retreat except by themselves!" Taiyi solemnly said.

Hearing Taiyi's words, Yang Sanyang nodded, and after a salute, turned and walked outside the door.

Only when I left the Lingxiao Hall, I saw the lazy Kunpeng leaning on the pillar, boring his sleeves and humming an unknown tune.

"Hehe, isn't this a teacher? Why are you free?" Kun Peng said in a nonchalant way.

"You'd better work hard to get everything done well, otherwise..." Yang Sanyang paused and looked up and down Kun Peng: "I think you are also a handsome seven-foot man, why are you so spineless. Even the grass and wood ants in the lower realms, you still know Shame. You who betray the Lord and seek glory, really...ashamed to be with him."

After the words fell, Yang Sanyang suddenly flicked his sleeves and turned away.

"Dao Guo, you **** dog barbaric, one day I will teach you to look good. I will take your place in your majesty's heart and personally crush the barbarians behind you a little bit and turn them into powder!" Kunpeng's forehead green tendons Violent, the cold light in his eyes kept flashing, a little bit of murderous intent flowing endlessly.

Lower bound

Yang Sanyang turned into a retreat all the way, returned to the ancestral land of the barbarians, looked at the countless people of the barbarians, thought a little in his heart, flicked his fingers, the void twisted and changed, the mark left by the ancestors that year began to shatter, and the forbidden law guarding this place gradually disappear In nothingness.

"The greenhouse cannot grow tenacious flowers! You shouldn't miss the great era of the rise of my barbarians!" Yang Sanyang sighed: "The natural selection of things, the survival of the fittest, this is the ancient law of eternity. I tried my best. I have done everything I can do for the barbarians. Next, whether we can seize the opportunity to rise up and fight for a glimmer of life for the descendants of my barbarians is up to you."

Yang Sanyang looked dignified, and slowly came to the human ancestral land, looking at the thatched huts, creeks, bluestone paths, and the snoring inside the hut.

"Impossible! Twelve sessions have passed~www.wuxiaspot.com~Why is Pearl not dead?" Yang Sanyang felt the familiar aura, and he was taken aback. He quickly opened the door of the thatched house, but listened to the house. The internal snoring sound rushed into the sky, and a female barbarian slept deeply.

Inside the room, the scent of alcohol rushed into the sky, and the smell of drunkenness made people want to block their noses.

"Impossible, why didn't she die?" Yang Sanyang looked at Pearl with the same face and vitality, with a touch of disbelief in his eyes.

Not only was he not dead, Yang Sanyang even had an illusion that Pearl seemed to have become much younger.

"It's Pearl, yes! Her current state seems a bit strange!"

"worthy of study!"

The thought in Yang Sanyang's heart turned into a golden light and rose into the sky. With a sudden wave of his big sleeve, the Taiji diagram rolled up, and all the grass cottages, small buildings, and mountain creeks were uprooted and included in the Taiji diagram.

Finally, after a glance at the barbarians, Yang Sanyang resolutely turned and left: "Barbarians, what I can do, I have done it, and whether I can rise next depends on your own good fortune.